Those ghost clans who have actually entered have almost died out after so many years, and the old ghosts are one of the few still alive.

When the Shadow Ghost King became a ghost cultivator and came to the ghost city, the ghost capital had already sunk for tens of thousands of years, and he didn't know much about what the interior of the ghost city was like, at most, he had read some relevant records in the classics of the ghost city.

The Shadow Ghost King knows that the Nine Wells, which is the core of the Hidden Capital, and the only way to go to the altar, according to legend, each well has become a world of its own, and there have been many ghost clans who have obtained the opportunities they need in the well.

It's just that the content of the last few in the nine wells is almost blank, even if it's an old ghost, I'm afraid it's not very clear.

But this nine wells is exactly what he is looking for.

The Shadow Ghost Monarch looked at the mist in a daze.

The neon slowly dispersed in the air, as if pulled by a strange force, and these streamers cast a clearly magnified phantom in the air, so that those who were in the Void Formation at this moment could see the projections of these ancient well stone platforms as long as they raised their heads.

After Lu Heng, Ye Xiliang and Luo Qingli separated, they also wanted to go over to find someone, but the big array was vast, and it was not easy to find a person, they couldn't even figure out where they were, let alone Luo Qingli's location.

After going around like this for more than half a month, the hope became more and more slim.

When the phantom appeared in the air, Lu Heng Ye Xiliang raised his head at the same time, and looked at the past from afar, the nine ancient wells extended from large to small, from low to high to high, and at the commanding height, the stone platform stood quietly, as if frozen for thousands of years, making people suddenly rise a solemn and solemn feeling.

"Chengfeng, what is that?" After a while, Ye Xiliang asked in a low voice.

Lu Heng was silent for a long time and slowly shook his head.

He doesn't say that he is well-read, but the scene in front of him is indeed the first time he has seen it in his life.

Lu Heng's gaze moved from the ancient well little by little, until he landed on the stone platform, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Heng's eyes suddenly moved.

How could this texture be like the ashlar he bought from the auction floor for 100,000 top-grade spirit stones decades ago?

Once this thought came to mind, the more I looked at it, the more it looked.

When he photographed the ashlar, it was not Lu Heng's impulse.

Thunder God Dao Tower has been tracking down the whereabouts of the Medicine King's Mansion, just because the location of the Medicine King City is the former site of the Qingyang faction, at that time the Qingyang faction was still the Nanzhao faction, according to legend, there is a treasure in the door, which has been passed down from generation to generation in the faction, and later disappeared with the destruction of the Qingyang faction.

However, after many investigations, the Thunder God Dao Pagoda was probably able to determine that the treasure should be an extraterritorial stone, and there was a certain possibility that it would fall into the hands of the Medicine King.

Lu Heng wasn't sure how much the extraterritorial stone he saw at the auction had anything to do with the one that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Qingyang Sect, but it should be right to auction it, plus as long as Yan Wuji didn't spend his own money, he didn't feel distressed at all, and directly reported 100,000 yuan.

For this reason, he was in debt and had been strapped for decades.

Lu Heng almost offered this stone as a treasure, but for the next few decades, it was sealed in the storage ring and never saw the light of day again.

As for the rumors in the rivers and lakes, Lu Heng is almost certain that Luo Qingli is the heir of the Medicine King, but he has never asked if there is such a strange stone in the relics of the Medicine King.

Lu Heng once thought that his 100,000 top-grade spirit stones were to buy a loneliness, but now looking at the scenery in the clouds, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Too many thoughts flashed in his heart, and Ye Xiliang on the other end was also in a somewhat complicated mood.

In fact, he also has such a strange stone in his hand.

At the auction in Jumang City that year, Lu Heng auctioned the finale ashlar, and he also auctioned a treasure fragment, and later he really found some clues to the treasure.

Thirty years ago, he met Luo Qingli in the Netherworld Forest, and it was he who searched for the past according to the fragments, but before he could find it, he entered the formation with Luo Qingli and entered the Flame Mountain.

Leaving from the Flame Mountain three years later, Ye Xiliang went back to look for it again, and it took him more than half a year to find a secret place, there were not many treasures in that secret place, and what was hidden in the deepest part was a black and swarthy stone that could not be distinguished from the specific material.

At this moment, seeing the phantom in the clouds, Ye Xiliang thought of the extraterritorial stone in his hand.

Under the same sky, there were still many monks who were distracted by this image.

Yan Wuji looked at it again and again, even Lu Heng could realize the problems, he could naturally find out, and even, Yan Wuji knew more than Lu Heng.

He twisted his eyebrows and returned to a hidden cave, where there were two unconscious people on the ground in the cave, one was Fuji Zhenjun, and the other was Qiluo Zhenjun of Canghai Sect, and Song Jinghong sat cross-legged on one side pranayama, his face was as pale as paper, as if he was seriously injured.

Yan Wuji opened his mouth and asked, "Is that little girl in your family okay?"

"You said Guilan?" Song Jinghong was stunned, and took out a soul lamp from his sleeve, at this moment the candle flame was gentle, swaying, "I took her soul lamp with me when I came, and it seems that there is no danger." ”

Yan Wuji couldn't help but be dumbfounded, Song Jinghong realized that something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Yan Wuji sighed lightly and didn't hide it from her, "You go out and have a look yourself." ”

Song Jinghong was stunned, quickly got up and rushed to the cave, staring at the clouds for a long time, "Youdu Jiujing...... How could it be!"

She looked shocked, "Gui Lan is in the center now?!"

Song Jinghong is not calm, the forbidden capital is the same as the Void Immortal Great Array, even if the hidden capital appeared in the world and floated in the air, they didn't take it too seriously, anyway, no one could get in, everyone was the same.

But looking at it now, it seems that the Youdu is about to open, in this world, except for the Venerable Jingyao himself, if you ask anyone else who can open the Youdu, then there is only the same Heavenly Spirit Body as him.

Song Jinghong's face changed greatly, "Gui Lan must have been taken hostage!"

She hurriedly rushed out, but was pulled back by Yan Wuji, "If you are injured, you can settle down, what can you do! Look at you now, you can't protect yourself, what's the use of going?"

"It's not your apprentice, of course you're not in a hurry!" Song Jinghong said with annoyance: "I told her not to come to the center and do what she can, what's the matter with this child!"

Yan Wuji was helpless, "On the night of the canopy, the image of the stars shaking, the big array changes like this, who can predict what will happen?

"Guilan's cultivation will definitely not be able to open the Youdu, since someone still wants to borrow her physique, at least she will not have to worry about her life. ”